“Mu Qianqian, this place was first discovered by my Ghastly Puppet Cult, your Great Devil Sect better not go overboard!” Within the metal net of the Symbol Puppet lair, Teng Lei’s warned with a somewhat dark expression as he stared at Mu Qianqian and the rest nearby.
“Hehe, Teng Lei, you should not say such words. Everything inside the Ancient Tablet space does not have an owner, and ownership should not be determined by who came first or later. Or else, besides the first person who entered, won’t everyone else not be entitled to enter?” In response to Teng Lei’s shout, Mu Qianqian merely covered her mouth and let out a laugh.
“Humph, it is unknown how many people my Ghastly Puppet Cult lost initially when clearing out this area. To think that you people want a share of the profits today, how can such a good thing possibly happen in this world!” Behind Teng Lei, a Ghastly Puppet Cult elder had a dark expression as he shouted.
